God's way of opening infinite games

Monday, July [-], [-], sunny.

There has been no rain in the village for half a month, and the crops are almost dying of drought. God bless the rain soon!

July [-], [-], Saturday, sunny.

Xiao Di was taken up the mountain...

Why do this!

I hate mountain gods!

……

Sunday, March [-], [-], light rain.

Uncle Wang’s family sneaked away last night without taking anything. I saw it from the window when I got up to go to the bathroom at night.

I know why.

Because they have a 13-year-old son.

If there is a flood this year, he will be sent up the mountain.

I also want to leave here with my parents...

Monday, March 21, [-], light rain.

The move of Uncle Wang's family was discovered by others.

The village head was very angry, I think he should be more scared.

After Wang Jiaxing left, only his 13-year-old son was left in the village.

If it was his son who was sent up the mountain, I wouldn't be so sad. He would bully people on weekdays.

On March 26, [-], Saturday, moderate rain.

The family of the village head's second uncle moved into Uncle Wang's house from the village head's house. They are lazy people who live in other people's houses, so they are still lazy.

On Wednesday, April [-], [-], it rained heavily.

It has been raining for a month, and the village is afraid to send people up the mountain again.

But the village chief who dotes on his son so much, is he really willing to send his child up the mountain?

April [-], [-], Friday, moderate rain.

My worst fears still happened...

April [-], [-], Saturday, moderate rain.

This is probably the last time I will write in a diary.

I can't bear to part with my parents, but I can't help it.

If there are really good gods in the world, please bless my parents in good health and let them not be sad for me.

If possible, I will be their daughter in my next life.

But don't be born in this village again.

Finally, if the curse is really useful, I will curse Liu Ningyu's family to die! ! !

Xun An closed the diary and returned it to its original place.

Evil spirits and evil spirits are worshiped as gods.

As a believer, he is worried all day long, lest he be enshrined as a sacrifice to the mountain god.

How can this be called a true god?

"Mountain God, hum."

A trace of sternness flashed across Xun An's eyes, "To ruin the reputation of the gods, I must show you some color."

Apart from this diary, Chang Daixuan's house seems to have no other valuable clues. Xun'an left Chang's house, planning to find Liu Ningyu's house mentioned in the diary when all the villagers left home.

The name mentioned in the last words before death is still a curse, and it must be closely related to Chang Daixuan's death.

Xun'an was about to go door-to-door, but unexpectedly found that the villagers who were lying on the ground had disappeared, and the doors of every house were wide open, and there were people walking around inside the house.

Attracted by curiosity, he casually walked into a house closest to him.

The villagers wandered around the house like walking corpses, with their hands hanging by their legs, their heads drooping weakly, their eyes no longer white, but pupils of ordinary people, but without spirit.

There was an obstacle in front of him and he didn't know how to avoid it, so he rammed straight into it.

Xun An didn't understand what these villagers were going to do, so he moved his mind and raised his hand to remove the bench blocking the villager's feet in front of him.

The villagers without obstacles continued to move forward, Xun An followed him all the way, and finally watched him wordlessly enter a room, lay down straight on the bed, and closed his eyes tightly.

What's happening here?

Xun An was a little confused about what the meaning of doing this was.

He walked a few more houses, and found that all the villagers in the house, without exception, were heading towards the bed in the bedroom.

These villagers have no sense of the outside world, but they can accurately find the bed, and after lying down, they do nothing but close their eyes, as if they really just want to sleep.

Just as he was about to go to the next house, he suddenly heard a cock crow.

Looking up, the sky is already slightly white, and it will soon be dawn.

"Dawn so soon?"

In the game, unless it is due to the progress of the plot, the time flow will generally not be accelerated, and it will be carried out according to the normal time ratio.

What Xun An expected was right.

As soon as the cock crowed, the villagers who had rushed to the ancestral hall came out of the ancestral hall in a swarm, and almost ran back to their homes.

He followed a villager to see what he was going to do when he hurried back.

As soon as he entered, he was seen rushing in the direction of the bedroom, and when he came to the door of the bedroom, he braked suddenly and his footsteps were quieter.

Seeing the female villager lying on the bed who was still like a walking corpse just now, there was no surprised expression on her face, as if she was used to it.

The man breathed a sigh of relief soundlessly, lay down next to the female villager without taking off his shoes, and then closed his eyes.

Xun An frowned, trying to figure out the deeper reasons behind these abnormal behaviors.

After much deliberation, it would be more convenient to ask the villagers directly.

When he was hesitant to pick up the villager who was obviously pretending to be asleep to ask for clarification, the female villager lying next to him had some changes.

His complexion was no longer blue and purple, and gradually turned into a normal skin color, his stiff body gradually relaxed, and his unmoving chest began to heave.

Xun An raised his eyebrows.

This is resurrection?

The female villager opened her eyes, blinked twice, and sat up from the bed.

She patted the male villager next to her, angrily, "Get up soon, you'll sleep like a pig's head!"

Xun An was slightly startled, but the male villager, who was clearly pretending to be asleep just now, fell asleep in a second. After being woken up, he snorted twice, turned over and continued to sleep.

"I just know how to sleep, and don't do any work all day long!"

The female villager got out of bed, cursed and walked to the kitchen all the way to make breakfast.

Xun An was puzzled, he walked outside the house in a daze.

The sky has been completely brightened, and the lanterns in front of every house have been extinguished.

On the road are villagers carrying hoes ready to work in the fields. They greet each other and chat.

There was a comfortable and beautiful smile on his face, as if the panic last night was just a dream.

Yinyao's body was still lying in front of the villager's house, but he turned a blind eye.

"Oh, this mountain god is a spirit. He sent people up the first day, and the rain stopped the next day."

Xun'an was going to the ancestral hall when he heard two villagers chattering on the way.

Having caught the key word, Xun An stopped in his tracks.

"It can be said, how else can I say that it is a god!"

The woman who took over said and sighed again, "But it's hard for Chang Jiasheng and his wife..."

Another villager wearing a floral sarong sneered, "What's the trouble? It's not for our village's harvest. Shouldn't Chang Daixuan be the one to go up the mountain when she's old?"

"Besides, the couple is still so young, it's just a matter of having another one."

"But, I heard that the person who was supposed to be sent up the mountain was the son of Village Chief Liu's family?"

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense! Be careful not to let talkative people hear you."

The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end, and each went about their own farm work.

Xun An was thoughtful, and went to the ancestral hall without delay.

"Why is she still asleep?"

Xun An frowned and looked at Yu Baoer, who was leaning on the pillar and sleeping soundly, while Bo Yu was standing one meter away.

"Wake up is in the way."

Bo Hao spoke with confidence and confidence, but Xun An couldn't find anything to refute him for a while.

"...What did this group of villagers come to the ancestral hall just now?"

Xun'an looked at the table where the spirit tablet was placed, which was full of dried fruit preserves and burning red candles.

Apparently they were all brought by those villagers.

"Worship Chang Daixuan's spiritual seat."

Xun An was even more puzzled.

The villagers of Tongjiang Village looked like they were juggling, and they brought tributes to worship Chang Daixuan at night, but now they turned their heads and thought that Chang Daixuan's death was deserved, cold-blooded and terrible.

"Is it just worship?"

It doesn't make sense for the whole village to go to the ancestral hall to worship.

"They are not pious, but more like being forced to do so in desperation."

Bo Yu raised his hand and brought the stick next to the statue of the mountain god to Xun'an, "They shake this stick for as long as they stay here, but it's a pity that every time it falls out, it's a big disaster."

Xun An took the lottery and looked at it, but there was nothing special about it.

"The lottery? What is their wish?"

Bo Yu chuckled lightly, as if thinking of something very interesting.

"Ask Chang Daixuan to let go of nearly a hundred people in Tongjiang Village."

Xun An clicked his tongue and found it interesting.

"Why didn't they pray to the mountain god this time?"

He put the stick back to its original place, walked up to Yu Baoer, and put a little space on the top of her hair.

"Um……"

Yu Bao'er yawned and woke up from her sleep. When she opened her eyes, she saw Xun'an and Xiehui standing together and talking about something, and Yinyao disappeared.

"How long have I been sleeping? It's dawn."

She looked around and found that the ancestral hall was bright and bright everywhere.

"Not long after, the time in the game sped up."

Xun'an asked her to come over, and told Bo Yu and Yu Bao'er the clues he had found one by one.

"What, what? Yinyao is dead, dead!"

Yu Baoer couldn't hide her shock.

The two of them were obviously arguing not long ago, why did they die when they woke up?

When Yinyao was mentioned, Yu Baoer's mind was in chaos.

She suddenly couldn't remember what happened after she quarreled with Yinyao, she only knew that she fell asleep somehow.

"The murderer is the group of villagers beating gongs and drums."

Bo Yu was silent for a while after listening, "They don't seem to be restricted by the barrier of Tongjiang Village, they can come and go freely."

Xun An nodded, clearing the thoughts in his mind bit by bit.

"First of all, the newspaper I found on the car had a report about Tongjiang Village. The newspaper was dated in [-], and in Chang Daixuan's diary, a family moved out of the village in March [-]. If you didn't guess If it is wrong, the interviewee in the newspaper claiming to be a resident of Tongjiang Village should be Uncle Wang who used to live next door to Chang Daixuan's house."

"And they moved away, which indirectly led to the change of the person who worshiped the mountain god in Tongjiang Village from the son of Uncle Wang to the son of the village chief who was of a similar age."

If you guessed right, Liu Ningyu in Chang Daixuan's diary is the head of Tongjiang Village.

As Chang Daixuan expected.

In order to prevent his son from being sent up the mountain, Liu Ningyu used some means to change the candidate to Chang Daixuan from the Chang family.

"In the past, nothing happened every time there was a sacrifice to the mountain god, but when it came to Chang Daixuan, Tongjiang Village experienced such a big change."

Xun An looked up at Chang Daixuan's spirit card.

"I think it has something to do with her parents."

"Wait, I don't understand why, you mean that all these people died because they sacrificed to the mountain god?"

Yu Baoer still didn't understand the reason.

Xun An shook his head helplessly, led her to the tablets, and turned all the tablets to their backs.

"All the tablets here are teenagers who died in their teens. The youngest is 13 years old, and the oldest is no more than 16 years old. Although it is not clearly mentioned in the diary, Xiao Di..."

On a spiritual tablet next to Chang Daixuan, the name "Fang Xiaodi" was impressively written.

"There is only one reason for being taken up the mountain. Either there is a severe drought or flood in Tongjiang Village, and when the crops are about to suffer losses, I think of asking the mountain god for protection."

"All the children who went up the mountain, none of them came back."

Xun An pointed to these young lives that symbolized the innocent passing away one by one, "It's all here."